Thursday, March 30, 2006
I'm not going to be alive much longer, I know it.
2 hours, 41 minutes till I will sit (or lay) face to face with Dr. Korman.
It will all be over with 7 minutes after it starts. The doctor has a way with rushing in, saying something totally weird & making you feel uncomfortable, debriefing on your problem, ignoring your questions then rushing out.
I don't know how long this appointment will last.
Maybe 8 minutes.
I'm a bit nervous. And hungry.
I've decided that I should spend my time wisely at work by blogging.
I'm really hungry.
He said he liked my hair. It makes me look fun.
My mom said my hair looked cute. And that I have naturally curly hair. (??)
They're only saying those things because I'm dying of cancer.
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